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Ꞩȼⱥɍ , Insignificant Scarred Wolf who howls at the stars
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Feb 24, 2021 01:08PM
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Scathed, Crying and disgraced
Tainted by sadness and hatred
that can never be erased
Even in my mask of happiness
I fall in dark despair
I'm drowning in a deep puddle of shame
I'm just so scare
My friends are far
My family doesn't understand
I hide my scars
so no one can demand
I'm fine is just a word
anyone can say
whether they're truly ok
or other who just go crying
when you turn away
I say this now
Please listen to me
Ask someone if they're really ok
Maybe you'll see
Someone with depression will smile thee
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Isn't real
the optimistic girl you know
Isn't really free
from the depression inside her
When she laughs at a joke
she's really falling apart
The girl who says she's okay
has a hurting heart
from the loss of her loved one
when she said she was cold
she doesn't want you to see the scars
When she's tells you she's happy
She'll start crying when you're far
and wishes you had stayed
She said she just ate
but she's really starving
and thinks she's overweight
and when you think you understand
you knows you can't relate
She say to go away
but she wants to see if you care
when she says she has hope
she just in total despair
of what her life has become
look at her and truly see
That girl she says she is
That happy girl I said I am
Is not me
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Walls
I’ve done a lot of things wrong:
Thinking I’m strong.
Toggling along.
Until I raised my walls.
I raised my walls higher,
Than the halls.
Than the Twin Towers.
Higher than the Moon.
Higher than how high a balloon,
Can go.
And then I climb.
Each step knowing my fate,
And how it awaits.
I climbed all the way to the top of the wall,
Knowing what I’m going to do.
I jumped off the peak,
Knowing I will fall.
Knowing I am dumb.
Knowing I am stupid.
Knowing I don’t have a meaning,
For I am an idiotic being.
Flames burning my shirt,
Making me not alert.
I close my eyes.
My hands swinging side to side,
My legs close enough to my head,
I took my last breath,
Until I hit the rock.
Awaiting my death.
And everything went black.
Pitch black.
I’ve done a lot of things wrong:
Thinking I’m strong.
Toggling along.
Until I raised my walls.
I raised my walls higher,
Than the halls.
Than the Twin Towers.
Higher than the Moon.
Higher than how high a balloon,
Can go.
And then I climb.
Each step knowing my fate,
And how it awaits.
I climbed all the way to the top of the wall,
Knowing what I’m going to do.
I jumped off the peak,
Knowing I will fall.
Knowing I am dumb.
Knowing I am stupid.
Knowing I don’t have a meaning,
For I am an idiotic being.
Flames burning my shirt,
Making me not alert.
I close my eyes.
My hands swinging side to side,
My legs close enough to my head,
I took my last breath,
Until I hit the rock.
Awaiting my death.
And everything went black.
Pitch black.
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An Ode to Antares - Ode to a beloved pet
My special English mastiff
Who had unique piercing blue eye
And a huge heart
You were my first true friend
You made me feel loved
You always protected me and our family
And you never played in the mud
Sometimes you would play rough with Jojo the Jack chi,
it was like watching wolves fight
But I always believe
It was because you were both like brother and sister
Even if you were both as different as day and night
Whenever I was sick,
You comfort me
Whenever things weren’t quick
I played with you along with jojo,
Just us three
I wish I noticed your limping getting worse
I wish we’d taken you to the vet shortly after we saw
You had Cancer said the nurse
And when you died
I was holding your paw
I miss you so
I’m sad that you’re gone,
but I had to let you go
Now you’re with your best friend
Along with my other loved one who I was fawned
I’ll tell you if you hear,
My loyal pet
I cry many tears
I know you have no more pain
But please come back to me
If God will let
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My heart pounding faster
Ringing in my head
In out
My breath short
Taking all my energy
Plunging me in pain
Sleep refus..."
I can too, mostly when I'm very depressed these poems come to mind
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My heart pounding faster
Ringing in my head
In out
My breath short
Taking all ..."
same
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If you don't know what I mean by that, I mean:
If you do it too much you might kill yourself."
Please post it, I want to see what you wrote
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3, 4 cut some more
5, 6 punch a wall of bricks
7, 8 gained too much weight
9, 10 I'm numb again.
it's not really a poem, it's more like a rhyme."
I still really like it
1, 2 Get my gun3, 4 shoot the door
5, 6 I shoot my lip
7, 8 Theres blood on it
9, 10 I'm dead instead.
I don't actually have a gun tho...
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Same....I have knives tho
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I have lots of knives around my house, there's a knife in every room EVEN the bathroom! I also have 2 under my bed just incase... And In my garage there's a whole wall filled with chainsaws. Idk why....
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How many knives do you have....I have about 30 or 40
Hold on...I'm trying to go in each room and count them.
So I just went to every room on the first floor and there's more than 1 knife in every room. Each room I went to had at least 5 or more.The only rooms I haven't went to yet was the second floor and the attic. Wait...Is an attic really a room?
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The only rooms I haven't went to yet was the second floor a..."
idk Ig maybe, anyway I'm gonna be afk for 30 min or more, I have to do a test -_-ll
